Home Again

It was sad to say goodbye to the kids this morning. Delaney asked me not to leave. She said her dad and his friends could build a gas station for me and grandma to work at so we wouldn't have to go home. Seriously. It's always heartbreaking to leave those munchkins. They're both so funny and happy and strong. Last night we spent an hour telling stories. Donovan would start, then Grandma added a line, then Delaney and finally me. It was hilarious and made me wish I could have more nights like that.

But we left, mom and I, and headed to the airport. The flight was uneventful, and I kissed my mom goodbye (she needed to hop on a flight to Arizona) and then I skipped out to find my car. As much as I missed the kids, I was so happy to get back to my routine. Routine's are comforting.

I ran into my building and popped open the door. Cupcake greeted me with purrs and rubs. I called for Foster. Nothing. I wasn't super worried because Foster likes to hide, so I opened up some food for them. Still, no Foster. OK, now I'm worrying. I look under the bed, check the lobby, rip apart the closet. Nothing. Cupcake looks like she knows something, but she's not telling. Finally, I re-check the bedroom and notice that the window screen has been broken open. The opening is big enough for Foster to fit through. I look down on the pavement praying the cat isn't there. He's not. OK. So I start to yell his name. And I start to freak out.

I start calling my friends and Meg picked up. She's at work and I'm hysterical. I call the super. He's in Florida and makes me feel bad. I beg him to see if someone can check the super's work area, because I suspect that's where Foster would have headed. At this point I am bawling like a baby. The super calls back. He says  the workmen found him! I call Meg back and head out to meet Foster's rescuer. He hands him to me and I can't stop crying. I thank him over and over and cry into Foster's neck.

So now I'm sitting here with the windows closed and both my kitties and I consider myself the luckiest of ducks.

Comments

[anna]

how terrifying! i am so happy to hear that all turned out well with the little guy.

[Simone007]

How scary. Yeah, screens and cats don't mix.

[Jennifer]

I can only imagine how scared you were!! So glad there was a happy ending to this post!